Untold chronicles of power

Chapter hundred Sixty- eight

Angela and Jackson walked into the tunnels, they heard a muffle of noise from some group of people and then they squared up ready to fight,

The men came into view with blades, and with them was the old king, "traitor" Angela snared to the old king, "I got him" Jackson says to Angela referring to the old king,

Angela moved to face off the other men while Jackson and the old king drew out their sword ready.

Jackson and the old king circled each other, their swords gleaming in the dim light of the castle's great hall.

The old king's eyes were sharp and calculating, while Jackson's were filled with determination and a hint of fear.

The old king sneered at Jackson, his eyes filled with malice. "You think you can defeat me, boy? I have been fighting for longer than you have been alive."

Jackson tightened his grip on his sword, determination burning in his eyes. "I may be young, but you taught me all your moves, your techniques are useless to me."

With a roar, the old king lunged at Jacks